
Jeff.
Well, I am here. I think I stopped at around the third course because I just could not take it anymore. I mean absolutely no disrespect to anyone, but I honestly found the food to be

. The thought of it still makes me

.
Everything was served family style. The first course was a bowl full of cold meats. I don't know what the majority were, but somebody pointed to something that looked like a rind of a really bad lemon and said it was pork belly (why, people, why?) Apparently there was chicken and beef in there, too. I picked up a slice of something that looked like cheese. I tasted it and, well, it was NOT cheese.

I was fearful from thereon that I tasted the gut of some indigenous species or even the eyeballs that Tara was counting on. I later found out it was abalone.
The second course looked like an undercooked burrito. Somebody said that it was Pekking Duck. Well, let's just say I was not "pekking" inside that burrito to find out. I employed the tactics I used as a child to make it appear as if I ate it. I cut things here, hid things there, ate identifiable veggies in the interim, etc. I was very proud of my attempts.
The next course was shark fin soup. I tasted it all the while thinking of Sea World and pushed it away shortly thereafter. After that I was pretty much done. I skipped the rest of the courses including the cake (yes, I was that

that I could not even eat cake). I did try a piece of lobster during the fourth course, but it didn't taste like any lobster I had tried before. I don't really know what the other dishes were. Somebody did say there was steak at one point, but that certainly didn't look like steak. Oh! And there was duck. Sean made me try it. In an effort to win points, I did and

.
Everyone else raved about the food being so good. I'm glad that they are more adventurous than I am. For me though, it just wasn't up my alley. So here I am with a digestive system that is ready to sue me, but a good experience nonetheless. There's one last thing though. Nobody warned me about the amount of ABBA being played. I swear it was the greatest hits CD. Once they hit "Mama Mia" I nearly fell over in a fit of laughter imagining Yvette and Kevin's karaoke debut.
What was my favorite part of the night, you ask? The favors. They gave shot glasses decorated with beautiful lucky bamboo. I'm loving them.
